11/12/2025
Today, we wear the purple poppy for those who could not choose.
For the silent and steadfast souls who walked beside humankind through the smoke of war —
those who bore our burdens, carried our messages and trusted us even as the world around them fell apart.
Horses who thundered through chaos.
Dogs who ran through fire to deliver hope.
Pigeons who flew through storms of bullets, guided only by instinct and faith.
Mules, donkeys and elephants who hauled the weight of human conflict through mud and ruin.
And the smaller ones — cats, canaries, camels — each a quiet pulse of courage in the great machinery of devastation and death. 💜
They did not understand our quarrels, yet they gave their all. Their loyalty was not born of cause or country, but of love — simple, steadfast and undeserved.
Their sacrifice reminds us that war’s shadow stretches far beyond the boundaries of humanity.
So when we wear the purple poppy, let it not be only for the human soldiers, but for every voiceless being who suffered and served beside them. For remembrance, if it is to be honest, must include all who gave their lives for our idea of freedom. 💜
Lest we forget —
the voiceless who had no choice,
but gave their all. ❤️🩹
